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Oh hello. I am Ava and I am 17. Strawberries and Cream and novels are my favorite things.


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Thursday, May 04, 2006

from his tone.

i know he is just comforting me.

yes, we are intelligent.

but not enough.

sometimes,
i feel like a small goldfish..
misplaced into the ocean..

so dark..
so huge...
and so cold...

the sea...
gray and murky..

tried to swim faster
to catch up...
with the dolphins,
the sea turles,
and little clown fish..

tried and tried.
tried my best..

my fins a little too worn out.
my tail a little too sore..
but i never gave up.

tried to slow down my pace..
tried to catch a breath..
tried to find my way home..

but it never helps.

the sea anemone stung..
the stingray whipped its tail..
the jellyfish mocked..
the sharks waiting..

their jaws awide.

anytime.
anytime i stop swimming.
im going to die...

without any choice..
i continued my race.

thinking about the time..
the time..
in my cosy fish tank..
the bright pebbles..

smooth..
unlike the jagged rocks..
laying hidden..
in the sea bed..

slicing a cut..
deep
on my tender bright scales..

i pant.
i pained.
i wanted
to give up..

i paused for a very second.


i lost my way.

just then.
a ray of weak light..
shone form above..
it reached out to me..
and guided me..

it was the angel.
he took me..
along with him..
brought me..
back to the marine creatures.

love grew..
but love flew..
eversince..
the angel took flight off
with his beloved dove...

the angel still guide me along..
but he no longer belong to me..

im only a goldfish..
someone small..
someone qho doesnt belong..
to the ocean..

someone who is too used..
to her tiny fish bowl..
and the lushy hydrillas..

she doesnt belong.



from his tone,

he was really trying to relieve us from stress..

thank him for that.

but lets face the truth..

there cant be so much difference between O level's paper and RV papers right.

only four didnt get distinction he said.

but what grades did the four who didnt make it got?

he didnt mention.

he was trying to be nice.

ever since sec 2,

he has been encouraging us..

never demanding too much..

never expecting too little.

making us believe in ourselves...

making us believe that he believes in us too..

making life seem a bit brighter..

that's what the sun do//*



he tried to cheer us up.

well, it did work somehow.

but,

maybe it was me..

or maybe everyone felt that way..

i've disappointed him.

and myself.

this time,

i forgave myself.

because i only grasp half the concept the night before.

however,

i must be reprimanded too.

for i only started revising since the previous day
of the test.


i noe i can never get grades like zhou you.

no..wait..

not even grades like...
well, anyone with an 75++

i..

well, if u didnt score well...

just tell urself.

there's still a next time.

a next next time.

but be sure to score well.

on O'Levels.

=)



Thnks Mr soh..

we will work harder =D